Memphis was almost like going to California. Beale Street was the black man's street.

I been in the blues all my life. I'm still delivering 'cause I got a long memory.

He took my music, but he gave me my name.

All the kids made their own git-tars. Made mine out of a box and bit of stick for a neck. Couldn't do much with it, but that's how you learn.

I was so wild and crazy and dumb in my car. It didn't run but 30 miles an hour. You made do.

The blacks have their parties, hustle a little liquor, get some things together, and I used to play for those peoples. They'd come get me on time, but they wouldn't bring me back on time... Done picked cotton all day, play all night long, then pick cotton all day the next day before I could get a chance to sleep.

The thing about San Francisco is that it has this kind of magical quality.